Souls' Request.
The treasury of Souls
By The Lord's Domain
Is always intact.
For each planet
A different store;
As Angels, Evils and Mortals.
He orders, rather destines
Them terms specific
To traverse light miles
Towards the lenient planet.
When incarnated in
Varied shapes,
Most implore the Master
For an instant release!
Some beseech to leave
Them in chaste cages
For perennial ages;
To remain blessed
In the most enduring
Cycle of rebirths;
Of angelic bards!
poem by Tajudeen Shah
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